Is there such a thing as Lucid dreaming. Can we really decide not only to dream, but what to dream about?

Depends on who’s answering the question. I say yes, but then I think life is magic, and dream is just the part of our life our essence inhabits when our corporeal self sleeps.

I notice in my dream journal…

Note: if you don’t keep a dream journal by the bed, get one. We say, oh, I’ll remember. But we don’t. Dreams so fresh and vivid on awakening, are lost in moments as the day’s chores loom. Write it down immediately – review at leisure.

Once more:

I notice in my dream journal that I revisit certain places over and over again. There are familiar houses, stairs, rooms, places and people that I know from past dreams.

At first I thought, hmmm, odd. But as I let the dream sweep me along where it would, I reflected on later reading that there were doors I’d never opened. There were conversations unfinished, and I wanted to know more. I woke feeling unsatisfied as if I’d missed something. I had. I had missed out because I didn’t exercise my free will. It exists in dream, but you have to work at it.

Lucid dreaming is an odd place, and anyone can do it with practice. I find that taking a tangible item in my hand allows me to feel anchored on that side of dream to the me I am on this side. I use stones. I have my smooth stones, a clear and a black, and a rather craggy frosty quartz.

Practice and it comes. These are my steps.

* Meditate for 5 minutes as simple as paying attention to my breath

* Hold my chosen stone loosely in my hand

* Turn off the lights, lie down and with closed eyes recite in my mind:

“I will remember my dreams.”

“I will know I am dreaming.”

“I have choices, as it is my dream.”

At first, I did good to remember the dreams, and slowly my recall became more intricate and detailed. As time went on, I knew exactly when I entered a dream and my surroundings seemed more solid. I could choose to explore more; pursue conversations and get real answers. Things that frightened me before were manageable because after all, it was my dream. I could will a light on in darkened rooms; sprout wings instead of fall.

I find I’m become more attentive on this side of dream, because I’m so attentive in dream. That is a boon it did not expect, and I plan to embrace both sides to the fullest.